We stand at the doors. There were 8 large and heavy black doors. We set our weapons on the ground.
"We made a great team today," I comment. "And I really hope we can all stay friends even though we're not in a near death situation and forced to work together."
"Hell, I want to be more than friends," Cole smiles.
"Well, then, I hope we will all still be friends with Bryant even though he did kill a few people. I really hope that we can all look past that and forgive," I correct.
"Thanks you guys," Bryant smiles.
We each take a door. We figured we just survived a school shooting. We deserve a dramatic entrance back into the real word.
I look down the row and smile at them.
"I love you guys," I smile. Grant looks up at me and takes my hand. I take a second to listen to the crowd of people yelling outside. "Let's do this thing, bitches."
We each push open our doors. The sun blinds us and the crowd was overwhelming, but it was much better than being in there with Aaron and Jackson.
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24 Hours in Hell
ActionImagine a story where everyone has their back against the wall. Where everyone's in pain and acting selfishly. Because if they don't they die. Imagine a story where it's need against need instead of good against evil. Where everyone is at cross-pur...
